"You...... What are you going to do?"

Zhao Jie's face froze.

What's this, what's the speed, isn't it? This kid isn't a mortal?

"Childe!"

The guards behind him were also stunned.

They didn't see how the kid had passed, they just felt a gust of wind.

The onlookers were also stunned!

Hidden strength?

At the moment, they only have this thought in their minds.

among them.

Many people are martial artists, and they have even reached the strength of a half-saint, which is on par with Zhao Jie. But just now, they didn't see this young man's movements clearly, so there is only one possibility, this person's strength is above Zhao Jie.

But how big is that?

It's more than twenty.

How could a young man who was younger than Zhao Jie have such strength, even if he was the son of the Murong family, it was nothing more than that, right?

"What do you ask me for?"

Sunan smiled faintly.

"Have you forgotten to make a bet with me?

Sunan squinted.

The smile is like a spring breeze, but the smile hides a knife, like a cold wind. Let Zhao Jie look at you, don't have a chill down your spine.

He seemed to have a feeling.

If he said something he shouldn't have said, the boy would probably kill him.

Nodding again and again: "I know, I know." ”

Zhao Jie at this moment.

There is no arrogance before, and there is surrender in his eyes. made the onlookers shocked, is this still the commanding Zhao Gongzi.

"But, Sands International, I don't count. ”

Zhao Jie swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his eyes were a little flustered.

Sands International.

As one of Zhao Jie's pillar industries, even if the control is in the hands of his father, he is not the third generation of Zhao Jie, who can easily decide the way to go.

"I know. ”

Sunan nodded, not embarrassed Zhao Jie, but said with a smile: "Since you can't be the master, then why don't you send someone to call your father out, how should he have the right to call the shots." ”

Sunan's words.

Although it was a sentence that he didn't care about, it made Zhao Jie's already gloomy face, and instantly became cold again.

With an incredible expression on his face:

"You know my father is here?"

"I'm here for your father today, or else?"

Zhao Jie's heart sank.

This kid, since he knows that his father is here, still dares to treat him like this, does this mean that he doesn't want to live?

Even the onlookers were gloomy.

They originally thought.

It's the little bit of strength that is the son, just because Zhao Jie lost the bet and refused to fulfill the contract, so he was angry.

I didn't expect it.

People are here for Zhao Haidong.

This kid is tired of life, right?

Who is Zhao Haidong.

But Zhao Jie's second generation, Old Man Zhao, one of the most outstanding sons, has already reached the peak of the Little Sage Realm!

It is one of the few strong saints in Jinling.

On weekdays.

In addition to the Murong family, even the other three major units such as the Su family are a little more fearful. Because in Jinling, among the second generation, only the Murong family can be as good as Zhao Jie.

So.

It's not that he wants to die, no one dares to take the initiative to provoke Zhao Haidong at all.

Correct.

This little ghost is here for Zhao Haidong, what kind of situation is this, he can't take the initiative to provoke trouble, or is he impatient to live and take the initiative to die?

The crowd that was silent just now.

At this moment, they all showed puzzled eyes, and more people pointed and pointed, thinking about what this young man's intentions were.

......

"I heard you're looking for me?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

A middle-aged man of nearly fifty years old came out of nowhere, followed by an old man, with a long beard and a white robe, and a fairy wind and bones.

Next to the old man.

He was followed by a young man under the age of thirty.

Dressed in a green robe.

Burly build, short hair, square face. The eyes are steep, and between the eyebrows, there is a hint of arrogance.

It seems to stand above 10,000 people, looking down on the common people in the world.

He also carried a seven-foot sword on his back.

There is no wind when walking.

......

"It's Zhao Haidong. ”

I saw the middle-aged man walking over.

Inside the field.

The crowd, which was still boiling just now, suddenly fell silent.

"Father save me. ”

Zhao Jie was still shouting loudly.

But.

When he said this, after speaking, Sunan actually put down the long sword in his hand. Obviously, the drunkard's intention was not to drink, and the purpose of his coming today was not Zhao Jie.

Rather, Zhao Haidong!

"You are the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Haidong?"

Sunan found a place to sit down.

Lin Qingqing, who was beside him, handed over a generation of red wine, he tasted the wine, and observed Zhao Haidong who came slowly, as well as the two cultivators behind him.

Zhao Jie hurriedly fled behind Zhao Haidong.

talked about what happened just now, but Zhao Haidong didn't bother with it, but backhanded Zhao Jie to go first, and he walked down the steps.

Finding a place, he motioned for the two behind him to sit down first.

Then wave your hand.

Let the waiter bring two glasses of red wine, pour the wine for the two of them, and say:

"Jinsha International, it's my Zhao's territory, in fact, small fish and shrimp and other small people are messing around? I'm in a good mood today and don't want to see blood, so get out!"

Zhao Haidong was domineering.

didn't put Sunan in his eyes at all, and his attention was on the old man in the white robe.

Time.

Everyone's eyes also shifted from Sunan to the old man. I thought, who is this old man, who can make Zhao Haidong so respectful.

To know.

Behind the Zhao family is the Ye family.

In Jinling.

His Zhao family is unscrupulous, even if it is the Murong family, he has never seen the Zhao family so polite, right?

Sunan did not speak.

Instead, he gave Lin Qingqing a look, and the latter instantly understood what it meant, and when he stepped forward, the power of the demi-saint was unintentional.

After a period of cultivation.

Lin Qingqing had finally entered the realm of the Half-Saint last night, after another night of penance, and he was still a little far from the Realm of the Little Saint.

But it's also a matter of time.

The demi-saint breath came out.

Suddenly, a domineering force swept over, her eyes were cold, and she did not have a trace of jealousy because the other party was Zhao Haidong.

She said slowly:

"Coincidentally, my master is also in a good mood today. Your son just lost to my master, and he used bad words to hurt people. Why don't you come over and apologize, and then transfer the shares of Sands International to my master's head, and he will spare you peace for a while, what do you think?"

Lin Qingqing's words were soft, although they were not big, but they sounded in everyone's hearts.

In a flash.

Everyone looked at the little girl in disbelief.

One is that she is so young, she is actually a semi-saint powerhouse, and the other is naturally what she said just now, which made Zhao Haidong take the initiative to apologize, who do you think you are?

Zhao Haidong didn't take Sunan seriously.

Hearing what the girl said, a trace of interest suddenly came to her face. The white-robed old man also waved his hand, meaning, wanting him to be busy with his own affairs.

By the way, Zhao Haidong got up and slowly came to the front of everyone, less than ten meters away from Sunan, and said with a smile: "It seems that you don't want to go?"